Rain is a good cleansing agent.
It washes away dirt on the ground.
It make it clean.
It is our playground.
We jump in the puddles in our wellington boots, making big splash! sounds.
Get our clothes all wet, and a sound scolding as well.
It washes away stains.
Stains on our hands.
Our heart, our soul, our body.
Rain makes it a good time to sleep.
To snuggle in bed, and dream.
Rain is an emotion.
It is a shelter over pain and hurt.
Sadness, and grief.
Tears are disguised in the rain.
We jump about in the rain, we can have fun.
There's no tomorrow when it rains.
Rain is a wonderful feeling.
Even more so, when it rains,
In your heart.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
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